Um, I don’t like to talk about myself. My name is Sidney. I don’t have many friends. I’m not the coolest kid at school. I’m kinda shy, very quiet and rather timid. But if you push me too far, I can push back. Peter picks on me a lot and sometimes he gets on my nerves and I can’t stand it anymore, I have to put him in his place. Sometimes I think he keeps on picking on me until I get mad at him. He’s such a jerk.
Because I spend so much time alone, I have fun in my imagination. I’m a daydreamer. I get bored a lot in class because usually the subject isn’t much of a challenge for me. When my friends are talking about stuff, I miss a lot of it because I’m off in my own world. And I can see myself doing lots of crazy things, like turning into a zombie, or the creepy laugh of a mad scientist. (I love science.)
Someday I want to do something super scientifically significant, like find a cure for disease, or create a new chemical that changes the lives of people in third world countries. Actually, now that I think about it, people only want to be with me because I’m good at science. Like Peter, he wanted me to be his chemistry partner because he’s not good at it. He just sits by and lets me do all the work, and I don’t say anything because he intimidates me a little.
